"Upside-Down Chocolate Pudding." A memory- filled bit from the past that surfaced at a most inconvenient time—the very moment my head connected with the pillow last evening.
And it lingered until I quietly made my way back down the stairs an hour later.
And it lingered until I quietly made my way back down the stairs an hour later.
On the bottom shelf of the pantry: a small, red, reindeer-adorned gift box, held together by a large rubber band. Inside: recipes collected over the years—including this one for "Upside-Down Chocolate Pudding." A childhood discovery. I remember searching through my mother's cookbooks to find that perfect recipe. This was it—at least I thought so at the time.
You could say that I was a contradiction: a tomboy who loved to be outdoors exploring the countryside but who also liked to cook and sew— thanks to Home Ec class. In looking back, I realize that I was "Upside-Down Chocolate Pudding."
Love this post - I can identify - and I love seeing the typewritten recipe - written on an actual typewriter - a rare sight these days.
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